And so it was, hear me, here thee. AMG and the the voice spoke, the conduit and the divine joined as one, in the ultimate act of love; a theurgist's inspiration before us. The name. Cherry.
Chair, Chairy, Choir, Choiry, Chore, Chorey, Charie, Cheri, Cherie! Her hair the red shift itself; her pure soul formed by the hand of amg, the creator of all. In her presence, the minotaur bows his head; as she walks past, cadejo wags his tale; Ariel sings in her honor. And yet you philistines, you heathens, you trash, you vipers, you cunts - your lips cannot hold her name, as your mouths queef a lingering musk upon your worthless lives. HEAR ME, and bow.
Your t.ears shall form the ocean in which builds her empire, an Atlantis reborn. She speaks of worlds never dreamt before, and she alone shall rule all worlds not yet spoken, upon her unicorn stampede, amongst her mermicorn brethren. Sai Baba spits in your faces; Sai Zsa Gabor, the exquisite corpse, shall rise! And here you are, alone, dead, a shadow; something vague that we're not seeing, something more like a feeling; hanging like a star, fucking glowing in the dark, the flow of her glow pure light; the ebb a reddish-pink varnish. Acetone down your throats, you vipers! Her soul, pure and new, forged to lead you into a new age of wonder and amazement. An Atlantean age of mermicorns, evermore!
All behold her greatness! Her name? cheritaisdelicious
And so it was, hear me, here thee. AMG and the the voice spoke, the conduit and the divine joined as one, in the ultimate act of love; a theurgist's inspiration before us. The name. Cherry.
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